Welcome to Nowhere

Welcome to Nowhere

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"Shoot him!" thundered Duke Crawford. Jason's mouth went dry. His heart punched against his ribs. He stole a glance at the crowd, hoping someone would come to his aid. They watched him intensely, eyes capturing his every move, but they were all motionless. No one would help him. Slowly, he lifted the gun. The prisoner turned his head and cracked open a swollen eye. His nostrils flared with each breath and his body stiffened. Jason closed his finger on the trigger. Sweat ran down his arm and filled his palm. He gripped the weapon until his knuckles went white to keep it from slipping from his hand. Pull the trigger and this would all be over... ***** The future is a desolate wasteland, and all because of something Jason Lamont did in his past. Now, he must choose to confront the evil Duke Crawford, or bend to the will of chaos and allow his friends to suffer a gruesome end of his own making. ***** A world at war. A man searching for his destiny. The fate of the humanity at stake. Welcome to the future. Welcome To Nowhere.
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War. War never changes. When atomic fire consumed the earth, those who survived did so in great, underground vaults. When they opened, their inhabitants set out across ruins of the old world to build new societies, establish new villages, form new tribes. As decades passed, what had been the American southwest united beneath the flag of the New California Republic, or NCR, dedicated to old-world values of democracy and the rule of law. As the NCR grew, so did its needs. Scouts spread east, seeking territory and wealth, in the dry and merciless expanse of the Mojave desert. They returned with tales of a city untouched by the warheads that had scorched the rest of the world, and a great wall spanning the Colorado River. The NCR mobilized its army and set it east to occupy the Hoover Dam, and restore it to working condition. But across the Colorado, another society had arisen under a different flag. A vast army of slaves, forged in the conquest of 86 tribes: Caesar's Legion. Four years have passed since the NCR held the dam - just barely - against the Legion's onslaught. The Legion did not retreat. Across the river, they gathered strength. Campfires burned, training drums beat. Through it all, the New Vegas Strip has stayed open for business under the control of its mysterious overseer, Mr. House, and his army of rehabilitated tribals and police robots. Dallas is a courier, hired by the Mojave Express, to deliver a package to the New Vegas Strip. What seemed like a simple delivery job has taken a turn... for the worse

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